I have no idea what selling tea bags has to do with robots, but somehow my dad convinced his employer to buy an OmniBot, truly the most excellent and elusive of all ’80s toys. Yeah, that’s right, I had an OmniBot. I’m still obsessed with robots today, and it’s all from fiddling around with this. It served drinks! It played cassettes! It walked! It made cool robot noises and had flashing lights! For some reason, my mom wouldn’t call it “the robot,” rather “the computer.” Probably because once a robot knows that you know it’s a robot, it will kill you, as robots are wont to do. Sadly, I have no idea whatever happened to OmniBot. I hope he isn’t lonely. Or bloodthirsty.
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